beneath the lake will remain
a mystery for me from now
i will wait til tide will subside
i notice that sea-grass submerge
to a good two feet; that would be
enough deep to see bottom lake
a tall skinny long legged bird came
stabbing the surface with her beak
she must have an eyeful of fishes
i want to shoo that creature but i
i resisted; she is making a living
i lip sync to her 'that's enough birdy'
she spread her wings and look at me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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